Vona shifted in the seat of her stolen X-Wing.

All she had to do was crash it into a cliff on Tatooine, steal a TIE-Fighter, and the pilot's garb, get to the First Order base, find an officer's uniform, and get her vengeance.

Her plan was similar to Jyn Erso's about five decades prior. Except instead of stealing plans, she was stealing a life.

Kylo Ren's.

He would pay for Irving's life, in the worst way possible.

She came up to Tatooine and dropped out of lightspeed.

Vona had no droid.  She'd had to leave it behind with her X-Wing on Cloud City.  But still the Resistance would know when she crashed the ship.

And so would the First Order.

They wouldn't suspect her.

She turned the X-Wing towards the cliff, and pressed a button. The top opened. She stood, strapping a parachute pack to her back.

Now, to time this just right. She checked her blaster, watched the cliff, and jumped.

She drifted down, the ship exploding behind her.

Vona landed and looked around. Good. She'd landed in the right place. There was a remote base for the First Order out here. If she could sneak in and get out as a pilot, she'd be ready to fly to their base.

She pulled out her blaster and snuck towards the base.

There was a surprising lack of stormtroopers outside.

She shot the two by the back door, shot the control panel, and slipped inside through the half-open door.

Vona was mostly unhindered as she walked quickly down the corridors towards the hangar. She only had to shoot twelve stormtroopers.

Unfortunately, the hangar was full of stormtroopers.

The only way she'd be able to get in was if she had a TIE-Fighter pilot's uniform.

Vona hid herself in a nook and waited.

It was twenty minutes before a troop of pilots walked by. She grabbed the last one, knocked off his helmet, and disposed of him quickly.

She changed as fast as she could, and followed the pilots out to where they were preparing to leave.

"Where were you, TI-8106?" one asked her.

She realized quickly that that was her number. She saw the pilot's number on his own jacket. "I had to fix my helmet, TI-8990."

The pilot nodded and gestured towards the TIE-Fighter he was standing by. "You're gunning this time."

Vona nodded. "Think we'll run into any trouble?"

"No, the Resistance are cowards. They won't attack so soon after we destroyed their base on Bespin."  TI-8990 climbed in and closed the hatch.

Vona was thankful for the mask.  Her anger would have given her away.

She ran her fingers over the controls lightly, hoping TI-8990 was right, and the Resistance wouldn't attack.   She didn't want to have to shoot down Poe, or Jess, or anyone else.

They left, over the desert planet, past the binary stars, and out into space.

Almost immediately, the TIE-Fighters jumped into hyperspace.

They rocketed through the cloudy hyperspace, coming out before a planet, surrounded by two Star Destroyers.

The planet was covered in snow and excavated dirt.  A large building was already completed, with a flat concrete platform before it that extended for miles.  She figured that the building was meant to be a stage.  Huge First Order banners draped the towering structure.

Vona almost chuckled at her luck.  She'd ended up right where she'd wanted to be.

But her self-made mission was too serious. She and TI-8990 landed in the Star Destroyer, along with the other pilots.

As soon as she could, she looked for a way to find an officer's uniform. That was her only chance of getting near Kylo Ren, near enough to shoot him.

Though if she got her way, it'd be a lot more painful than that.

She would make him pay.

Vona walked down the corridors, trying her best to look like she knew what she was doing.

She found a closet, by checking every room she came upon, full of officers' uniforms.

She found one most likely to be a female's, Arc Angben, and put it on. She'd shifted from being Vona to TI-8106 to Arc Angben within one day, a few hours.

Slipping out, she found a screen implanted in the wall.

Vona needed to know where the control room was before she did anything else. She scrolled through the map, locating the control room, a few floors above.

In the lift, she pressed the floor button and stopped a floor up for two stormtroopers to join her. They went to the training floor, a floor above where they'd gotten on.

She stepped out of the lift into the control room.

The red-headed General was giving orders.

"Yes, General Hux," one of the officers who received the orders said.

Hux turned to Vona. "Lieutenant Angben, you look much better than before."

She smiled nervously. "Of course, the meddroids are superior here."

"Than to what?"

"Anywhere."

Hux seemed satisfied. "Report to duty at the door to the hologram chamber. You'll relieve Lieutenant Glofler."

"Yes, General."

She turned to leave.

"And Lieutenant?"

"Yes General?"

A trace of a smirk showed. "You'd do well to avoid crossing Kylo Ren again."

"Thank you for the advice, General."

She stopped at another panel in the wall and found the hologram chamber. What was in that chamber?

The chamber was on the lowest floor. She took the lift down again, and relieved a short man from the chamber door.

She stood there for an hour, then the door opened.

Kylo Ren exited.

He didn't even look her way.

This was her chance.

She pulled out her blaster, and took aim.

Before she could shoot, the blaster flew out of her hand, hitting the wall and exploding. Her head wiped back to see the tip of a fiery red lightsaber a centimeter from her nose.

A silver-plated stormtrooper ran down the corridor. "Sir!"

"Take this girl to the interrogation chamber."

"What did she do?"

"An assassination attempt. Phasma." The last word was to get the shiny stormtrooper to carry out his orders.

She ducked her head and took Vona's arm.

The spy was pulled roughly down the hall. "Lieutenant Angben, that was the most foolish thing I've known you to do. That is no way to retaliate to a leader. You must treat him with respect."

Vona was silent, determined not to let anything out.

"Unless..." Phasma whirled the Resistance pilot around roughly to face her.

No emotion showed through the mask.

"You're not Angben."

Vona almost smiled. But then the hand on her arm was stronger, and a blaster was pressed to her temple.

Phasma pulled her back down the hallway to where Kylo Ren was, just inside the hologram chamber.

The Knight turned as they approached. "What is it now?"

"This girl is not a First Order officer."

She couldn't see Kylo Ren's face, but Vona heard his voice darken. "Then who are you, girl?"

Vona lifted her chin high in defiance. "Vona Day, captain of the Cloud City squadron. Resistance Officer."

"Take her to a cell. She will be given a public trial on Starkiller."

And Vona was dragged off again.